Chapter 118

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning. Jiang Zhinian was lying on his side, with his two snow-white arms exposed outside the quilt, and two couple's pajamas tops were thrown on the ground, tangled together in a mess.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the dim morning light outside the window, feeling somewhat confused about the day.

She moved her body slightly, and the arm that was stuck on her ribs moved a little. Jiang Zhinian suddenly woke up, and everything that happened last night slowly flooded into her mind.

Although it was not the first time she was kissed there, Shi Ye had always been restrained and gentle in the past, with a gentleman's lightness and slowness, as if appreciating an exquisite work of art, making people unable to help but tremble slightly and sink into it.

But last night, the same caressing and kissing were carried with unbridled wantonness and madness. Jiang Zhinian could not think of anything except grabbing the pillow and begging for mercy, as if even the twisting body did not belong to him.

And all of this is based on the premise that the final result has not yet been achieved.

She gently covered her face, feeling the touch of their naked upper bodies under the quilt, and slowly moved her body forward.

Anyway, put on your clothes first.

Her upper body popped out of the quilt, and just as she was hooking her clothes, she was pulled back from under her ribs, bumping into a naked chest. A deep voice sounded from behind her: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhinian gently patted the arm covering his chest, motioning him to remove it, and then whispered, "Take the clothes."

Shi Ye placed his head in the crook of his neck and whispered, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Shi Ye moved his palms and found a comfortable position again.

With her weak spot in someone's hands, Jiang Zhinian could only lie there obediently and gave up the idea of ​​putting on pajamas.

…

After the second class in the morning, Jiang Zhinian received a message from Yuan Miaomiao.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I won the prize!!!”

"Congratulations, how much did you win?"

A picture was sent over from the other side, and Jiang Zhinian looked so familiar.

"Are you pregnant?"

"Wow, wow, wow, I took all the safety precautions, but I still won."

Jiang Zhinian wasn't sure whether the other party wanted this child.

"So, aren't you guys prepared?"

"I've actually considered getting pregnant, but not right now. The wedding hasn't even happened yet, and I don't want to wear a wedding dress with a big belly! Help! It's all Wang Bo's fault! I'm going to beat him to death."

Since we were planning on having kids, it wasn't too bad.

"It's okay. You won't notice it in the first three months."

"But I heard people say I'd vomit. What if the host said, 'The groom can kiss the bride,' and I vomited...what would others think of Wang Bo?"

puff--

Jiang Zhinian couldn't help but laugh out loud. The scene was a little... too beautiful.

"So, hold the wedding after the birth?"

"No, no, Wang Bo has a lot of aunts and uncles in his family. If I have a baby without a wedding, who knows what they'll say about me behind my back."

"Then I can't help it."

"Oh, that's annoying... I'm going to go beat up Wang Bo first, and then I'll come back to learn from you."

Jiang Zhinian deleted and revised some of the things Shi Ye had written before, and made a simple collection and sent it to Yuan Miaomiao.

…

During lunch, Jiang Zhinian told Shi Ye the good news.

Shi Ye raised an eyebrow and took out his phone to show Jiang Zhinian: "No wonder Wang Bo wants to treat everyone to dinner this weekend."

Jiang Zhinian leaned over and saw the boastful message sent by Wang Bo, but he did not explicitly say that Yuan Miaomiao was pregnant. He only said that he had some shocking good news to share with everyone.

The sense of smugness overflowed the screen.

Jiang Zhinian smiled, happy for Wang Bo's prospective fatherhood.

"Shi Ye, tell me, will the babies of our two families be classmates in the future?"

"There's a chance, but it's not high. Your due date is at the end of August, and children born before August 31st can only start school for the year. They won't be able to catch up."

Unless their family has exceeded the due date and they still don’t say anything, dragging it out until after September 1st.

"Actually, I hope my baby can go to school after September."

Shi Ye had seen many parents who rushed to deliver their babies by caesarean section on August 31st, just to send their babies to school a year earlier and get a head start. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhinian did the opposite and wanted to have the baby a year later.

"Why."

"Many people think that it's a good thing that I graduated and started working earlier than my peers. But in fact, from our education industry, older children actually have a better life in primary school."

Whether it is height or IQ, there will be obvious differences even in just half a year.

Children born at the end of August are often short in stature and their intelligence lags behind their classmates in lower grades, so they are more likely to be bullied.

She gently touched her belly and said softly, "Have you heard of Su Dongpo's poem..."

"Everyone raises a son hoping for intelligence, but my intelligence has misled me my entire life. I only hope that my child will be simple and unsophisticated, but will rise to high rank without suffering any misfortune."

"I don't expect our children to be top students or become extraordinary people. They just want to be ordinary people. They don't need to be smarter or more outstanding than other children. As long as they are safe and healthy, it's fine."

Shi Ye quietly looked at the gentle expression on Jiang Zhinian's face. After a while, he smiled faintly: "Yes."

Jiang Zhinian raised her head, looked into Shi Ye's eyes, and smiled happily.

…

"Oh, I'm really speechless. A girl from the student union I knew in college suddenly came to me and said she had HPV and the results of a vaginal endoscopy weren't good. She asked me what to do. I explained it to her for a long time, but she ended up sending me a screenshot of a webpage saying that a doctor told her not to have surgery and that flushing with some kind of medicine would be enough. I was speechless. If you trust the doctor online, why are you asking me? You're wasting my time."

Jiang Zhinian's attention was drawn to the phone call of the person behind him, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

A young female doctor was complaining on her phone, "Her case was most likely transmitted by a sexual partner, yet she insists her boyfriend is fine and that he was infected while taking a hot spring bath. I don't know what to say to her. Even those with a love-brain problem aren't as foolish as her."

"What can I do? I don't know her well, so I should respect her fate. In her case, she must have been infected repeatedly. So what do you want me to say? Should I tell her to break up with her boyfriend? Well, she's actually quite miserable. Her boyfriend had an affair and infected her. That's why they say these days that staying single and childless is the safest way to stay safe."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked up to meet Jiang Zhinian's eyes.

Jiang Zhinian was so engrossed in listening that he was caught accidentally. He quickly turned around and made a socially dead expression at Shi Ye.

She really didn't mean to eavesdrop. The main reason was that the more she listened, the more she felt that her situation was very similar to Xiao Qing's, and she couldn't help but...

At this time, the female doctor behind them stood up and walked to the table where the two were.